Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Sweet Angel Boy

I know I shouldn't be sad...

It's just Mother's Day Out, and he's only gone 4 hours twice a week. 

But my angel boy was gone today, and I missed him somethin' fierce.
 
I mean, how did he go from this...


to this...


to this...

to this big boy? 

He went right into the classroom, and started playing...but paused long enough to kiss me goodbye. 

Thank God I had to go straight to FAMILIA training.  If I'd gone home to my quiet, empty house, I know I would have bawled. 

David called me right after I dropped him off and said, "How are you honey?"

I said, "I was fine until you called..." and then I cried. 

"Ah, sweetheart, he's fine, don't worry," said David. 

I replied, "He's my last one...I am entitled to some tears, and you can't tell me otherwise."

But I really was okay after a few minutes.  I  finished my training, and then went back to the preschool to see my angel boy. 

Gabriel was coming back from the playground when I picked him up.  He spotted me down the hall, and took off running.  I scooped him right up, and man...I was so happy to see him. 

I hope he keeps running for me just a little bit longer. 

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